"Yes mam," I said as I poured my brother some orange juice."When you are done eating I want you to put your hair in two braids,"she said, "You look so...cute with your hair like that." Yes mam," I said.My brother and sister laughed at that too.So much for trying to look older, I thought.When everyone was served I went into my little room off to the side toeat my breakfast.On his way out the door, my brother stuck his head in and said, "I hopeyou like your lunch time. I thought you would like to. "Catherine" she breathed. "I'm very pleased to meet you Catherine" he said trying to smooth the waver in his voice. "As am I Roger." Her voice was soft and melodic like wind chimes. They turned slowly and strolled up the mall towards the towering hotel at the end. "Where are you from Catherine," he asked. "Los Angeles, and you?". "Denver." Was his reply. "Are you married?" "No" she faltered, "I lost my husband last year after a very long illness. And you?" "I'm so sorry to hear that. My wife. I showed up to the game, and said my usual hellos. I noticed a girl that I hadn’t talked to in quite a while, for she was my “ex” girlfriend. I was hardly serious about relationships before this year. Her name was Hannah, and she was gorgeous. She was about 6 inches shorter than me, same colored hair but longer, down to her chest. She had my same dark brown eyes. She had the most amazingly beautiful face that seemed to be touched by God. It constantly amazed me how beautiful she was, but that. Even though, he couldn't bring himself to acknowledge it, he sensed a deep, dark desire lurking just below the surface of his conscious thought. And it was struggling to free itself and burst forth.Then, with a rush of adrenaline, it washed over him. What would his mother look like really naked? Feeling his impatient cock lurch once again, he feebly fought the hellish impulse to find out, but it was as if his mind had been taken over by some demonic spirit. He shouldn't be thinking such.